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Nigga stay in motion, I'm like "Hallelujah" Run that bag, touch down, we scream "Hallelujah" Wrist bust, hands up, I'm like "Hallelujah" Frenchie fuck a million stuff, I'm like "Hallelujah" Bad bitches send me drops, nigga, hallelujah Really thuggin' in these streets, I don't need a shooter What's your throat? Now I'm up, nigga, hallelujah Real nigga, rock per second, I met how I do it, uh Switches or the Dracs, everythin', we shootin' (Uh-huh) We done fucked them boys down, it's on four-coopin' Kill a nigga all on camera if he talk to it When the boy back and forth, let the hoes do it I ain't gotta slime no more, let the bros do it (Bros do it) All the time, these niggas go on, they on Pro Tools Bitch too, everybody around me been money-make a bitch too Say her body around me masked up, don't know who the shooter I don't know about them other niggas that know who I do it But I don't ban Gods, just thank God, nigga, hallelujah Nigga stay in motion, I'm like "Hallelujah" Run that bag, touch down, we scream "Hallelujah" Wrist bust, hands up, I'm like "Hallelujah" Frenchie fuck a million stuff, I'm like "Hallelujah" Bad bitches send me drops, nigga, hallelujah Really thuggin' in these streets, I don't need a shooter What's your throat? Now I'm up, nigga, hallelujah Real nigga, rock per second, I met how I do it, uh From Letras Mania